Remco van Santen

Stunning insightful and must see for anyone interested in discovering what societal survival means.

Perhaps a great novel or script but it totally failed to translate to the screen - there were too many overstretched and unrealistic behaviours and relationships. So there we have a young lad, Amir, bending over backwards to accommodate Robin, and why?.....simply because he is a “friend of his father” or was it the occasional truffle? And then there is Rob who throughout doesn’t clean off the blood from his beard and face – was the director inspired by that Mad Max:Fury Road character? Calling for the chef in a posh restaurant, the chef actually comes to visit for some length, drinking wine, and does so without questions being asked about his bloodied face – talking in a sycophantic manner surrounded by guests who are still eating. Really? Throughout, Robin with his savant memory that even remembers the wine served more than a decade ago, mumbles and drawls with painfully long pauses. Rob even walks at a snail’s pace, a quarter pace at the end, which Cage must have long practiced as it was so faux. This wearying movie came over as an amateurish adaptation from a novel.